Loco Lyrics By Nasty C
I go loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Bitch go crazy), (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Coco), (Hey, hey)
Loco (Coco), (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
In the bank, in the mall, and in the bed (Hey, hey)
I wasn't coughing but still, I took me some meds (Hey, hey)
I jump off of the stage, look how I bled (Okay)
Yeah, yeah, I ain't scared, I ain't scared (Okay)
Pop a bottle, I take it straight to the head
My **** chill, I just passed out
I ain't dead
Never know what it took for me to get some bread
Whole lotta blood, sweat, and tears getting shed
I gotta go loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Coco), (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
I said, the minute that I realised I was in a pickle
And life was too fickle
I had to leave home, I didn't wait for my dismissal
Bitter-sweet moment, me and Pop had some issues
Took the game over
Ah-ah, it was simple
Glowed my wrist up, then glowed my bitch up
Then friends started to switch up, of course they did
I just never knew that it would hurt like this
At 24, I thought I'd seen the lowest pits
Then 25 hit and I'm like, "Holy shit"
Need a cigarette, lethi folish, bitch
Protecting my net like a goalie, bitch
Protecting my mind, gimme solace bitch
Protecting my mind, gimme solace
That's where I'm spending my time, gimme dollars
If that's where I'm ending my night, gimme models
I go loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Bitch go crazy), (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Coco), (Hey, hey)
Loco (Coco), (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
In the bank, in the mall, and in the bed (Hey, hey)
I wasn't coughing but still, I took me some meds (Hey, hey)
I jump off of the stage, look how I bled (Okay)
Yeah, yeah, I ain't scared, I ain't scared (Okay)
Pop a bottle, I take it straight to the head
My **** chill, I just passed out
I ain't dead
Never know what it took for me to get some bread
Whole lotta blood, sweat, and tears getting shed
I gotta go loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Coco), (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
I gotta, I gotta go loco
That's how I feel when I look at old photos
A **** used to be as dirty as a hobo
And we were riding 'round the city in a polo
But now I got a chance and I've got make sure
A bigger Benz and a lot of pesos
Use to tell my friends, osa warra my chom
Now it makes sense lendaba yayizolo, lendaba yayizolo
'Cause we was riding in a Benz last night
If I meet her, then she gonna let me bang that night
You know Litha always gotta get the standard right
Rich ****, 8 figures, she said, "That's my type"
She said, "That's my type"
Waist line tight
Bass line hype
We might slide, slide
I go loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Bitch go crazy), (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Coco), (Hey, hey)
Loco (Coco), (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
In the bank, in the mall, and in the bed (Hey, hey)
I wasn't coughing but still, I took me some meds (Hey, hey)
I jump off of the stage, look how I bled (Okay)
Yeah, yeah, I ain't scared, I ain't scared (Okay)
Pop a bottle, I take it straight to the head
My **** chill, I just passed out
I ain't dead
Never know what it took for me to get some bread
Whole lotta blood, sweat, and tears getting shed
I gotta go loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
Loco (Coco), (Hey, hey)
Loco (Hey, hey)
